I hear a succession of gasps, swiftly quelled as Dyana glares around at her warriors.
Deus snuffles a laugh from the floor.
“After all, you have two males,” Gillian points out. “What’s one night if you have Dalox for the rest of the time it takes?”
Dyana growls under her breath.
“If being with my mate helps my rut, then it works for you too,” I say, straightening up and allowing my spines to shift and rise.
“Will it assist your rut?” Dyana asks.
I look down at my pants.
“It already has.”
She makes a face as if she’s chewing on a bone rather than the tender meat she offered Deus and me.
“One night. Then you get to work.”
I look down at Gillian.
“One night is all we need.”
DALOX
“Were you expecting an audience?” Gillian hisses at me as I remove my boots and pants.
I look over my shoulder at the two female warriors stationed next to the pit. They don’t avert their gaze from straight ahead, but it still seems like they’re looking at us.
“I wasn’t expecting to be left alone if that’s what you mean,” I respond.
“I’m beginning to think you like this,” she huffs.
“If getting to hold you for an entire night means we have to be watched, it’s a price I’m willing to pay.” I take hold of her chin between my thumb and forefinger, tilting her head up to me. “Don’t you agree, my little spark?”
I dip my head to press a kiss to her sweet lips and very nearly forget myself. She tastes like everything I’ve ever been promised in the entire universe all here and all now. I slide my lips to one side.
“I presume you have a plan?” I whisper in her ear.
Gillian lifts her hand to my jaw, spanning her fingers over it, the tips tripping over my skin as she mouths at me.
“You are relieved.” Two new females come through the curtains.
“Dyana said we were to stay for the entire night,” one of the original guards says. “Whatever they get up to,” she adds with a flicker of fear.
“Dyana changed her mind. She wants us to take over, so you can go.”
I’m not sure I’ve ever seen two Sarkarnii move as fast in their entire lives, and that includes warriors being told there’s food available in a dining hall after a battle. A second female pushes through the curtains after them.
“Catch,” she says, and tosses a pulsar in the air.
Gillian puts out her hand and snatches the weapon before I can.
“What is going on?” I look between the females and my mate.
“It’s a rescue, Dalox. Can’t you spot one when you see it?” Gillian grins at me. “Or did you think I’d leave you to Dyana and her weird breeding plan?”
“I presumed you had a plan,” I rasp, attempting to get the wordbreedout of my head because it’s what I want to do to my little mate, right here and right now, audience or no. “I didn’t think it would involve females.”
